Fear is not acceptable, anxiety can't be allowed. Ruthlessness is a virtue, I've lived by life by a code. I've brought shame to my oyabun, I'll rather die than live in disgrace. Poetic, tragic, honorable fate, cold steel of tanto blade. Ritual suicide by disembowelment, attendant now cuts off my head. Yakuza Death! I'm watching as the sun descends, with a pile of guts on the ground. Blood flows through my severed flesh, intestines construct a putrid mound. I close my eyes, I don't gasp for air, I don't feel a thing, I don't hear a sound.